random acts of moty

someone once said, "honor is not rewarded for what you receive. honor is the reward for what you give.” now it’s time to give. be it someone else’s expiring parking meter, a cup of coffee (for the person behind you), pick up another person's bar tab or a family’s store layaway. do whatever you can. do it in honor of hunter freese. do it moty style!

you already know you are all the man of the year.

tee’d off

about a year ago my wife and i were spending a little alone time in the jacuzzi. kids asleep. bottle of wine. soft warm bubbles below. stary skies above. very relaxing - until the scream. the next thing i knew we were standing dripping in the kitchen. she pants “there is a rat in the jacuzzi!” so much for alone time...

i’m not a big fan of vermin. only a few months prior i had to remove the largest dead raccoon from under the deck (i say 'i', but what i really mean i removed the deck boards and the exterminator pealed out the maggot infested raccoon carcass. {as he held up and shook the garbage bag with a smile said, that it weighed about thirty pounds, or what was left of him anyway. and that i should pour some bleach over what was left in there}).

back in the kitchen, it was way too late to call the exterminator, so i put on some clothes, grabbed the skimmer and head out there and find an opossum doing laps around the edge trying to get out of the water. i scoped his sorry ass out and flicked him on to the grass. rather than being grateful it hisses at me and stood its ground. it took a few jabs with the net before he scurried off.

i did a full water change the next day and fixed a gap on the fence where it might have snuck through. even with all of the that it was a long time before i felt comfortable enough to get back in without feeling uneasy. now, just last night, while taking the trash out i bumped into three young raccoons all standing on the spa cover. one of them was trying to lift it. hopefully not to go for a swim.

dammit

next up golf. expect more info from d.d. and f.g.

here’s to you

heartbeats by the knife


some say this song is about two girls experimenting. another version is about her own one night stand with an addict. when i first heard it my impression was parenting. from the recollection of my own lost innocence during the early days of fatherhood to the realization of my evolving wisdom and the deeper connection with those i share the experience with. (yep - i probably totally misinterpreted it {don't worry about it [i'm not]}).


have an awesome fathers day weekend!!!

honesty or absentee

have you heard about this social experiment going on? honest tea has set out to see how honest we are as a nation. they have been setting up a kiosks in major cities with their organic beverages, an unattended cash jar and hidden cameras to observe. if you want a drink – you’re on your honor to pay. i, personally, would be too uncomfortable to make my own change. so without exact cash i would refrain altogether.

today they are at the santa monica pier and venice boardwalk. knowing about the cameras has to be a flaw of this experiment and undoubtedly skews the results. i wonder if enough people paid five bucks for a drink; would l.a. get an honesty rating over 100%. (just thinking it doesn't make me dishonest {i'll go with devious}).

i think lucid should do the same experiment with absinthe (call it absinthea). how honest would you be if you there were shots of a very powerful, once banned and supposedly hallucinogenic, wormwood-laced concoction for a dollar. the hidden cameras would only make it more interesting. what would hemmingway, picasso or mona do?